Yesterday was M.’s 9th birthday, her first since her father died. I tried my best to make it a good day for her, and I think it was. We got through the whole day without her being sad at all, which is good. I, of course, kept thinking about what he was missing, and how […]

Life changes fast. Life changes in an instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends. The Year of Magical Thinking has been on my reading list since it first came out at the end of 2005, and I just hadn’t gotten around to reading it. In looking for books […]

As with most of us, I love the idea of reusing and recycling things that could otherwise just be useless. Pallets have been hugely popular over the years for the sheer variety of things you can do with them, either as a whole or by taking them apart. Reclaimed wood, especially barn wood, is just […]

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I said that I would try to write something every day. The problem is the days like today when I have 10,000 things to DO and very little to SAY.

My windscreen has a mysterious crack in it. I need to price out replacing it and figure out how soon I can do it. Obviously the sooner the better so it doesn’t actually break. I already shoveled the snow on the stairs and the back and front walkways, moved the trash cans over to the garage door so I can access them from inside, threw in a load of laundry, took down all the Christmas decorations and got M. down for a nap.

We visited Chris’s best friend and his family yesterday and saw their new baby. She is two months old, and adorable. I got to hold her quite a bit, which was very cool, and of course it made me want another one. Not that we’ll be having another one because we already have three kids here and I’m not sure I could keep up with another. M. keeps me running all day, and that’s plenty for right now.

I need to figure out exactly how much I need to make a week/hour so that I can figure out exactly what I need as far as work goes. I would like to stay home with M. as much as possible, but I’m not opposed to working part-time if I can get away with it.

So that’s it for now. I will write again tomorrow, unless I think of something stunningly important to say later.